F2F || BLIND ATTRACTION
Mike Chang was dressed to the nines in dark-wash jeans, a crisp button-down shirt, a black blazer, and a blood-red tie. His hair was swept to the side and, slick with gel, it gleamed just like his shiny black shoes. He knew it was dumb to be going on a date, and originally, he'd wanted the site to help him find prey worthy of being kidnapped but somehow he'd formed a somewhat legit connection with this Luna. He would hate himself if he didn't try it out. The boy had moved something in him, and Mike was almost never moved anymore.Β
He'd arrived first, of course. He was sitting at a table for two, a glass of water in front of him and a menu on the table for his perusal. He kept his eyes to the menu, knowing he'd smell if someone approached. While debating whether a extremely rare steak would be too strange to order, a pungent smell made its way to Mike's nose. He frowned. It almost smelled like a werewolf. He looked around, seeing nothing suspicious. But his nose didn't lie. What could it be? Just then a young man came around the corner, holding a red rose.Β
